As Eltanin heard water splashing in the bathroom, he clenched his fists. He was trapped in his own game because he wanted to go inside the bathroom and sink his cock deep inside her. He waited for… one minute. And then he stormed inside the bathroom. She was lying in the hot water bathtub. It was a perfect visual display.
"Okay, I take my words back!" Eltanin rasped and joined her, crossing the distance between them in three measured strides.
Tania burst out laughing. "What about the much-boasted control, my dear King?"
His chest rumbled with a growl. He pulled her in front of him and rested his thighs on her sides. "You are a siren, Tania. I am sure you wielded fae magic out there. I was in control until… I wasn't."
"Oh, so it is my fault that you lost control," Tania teased him, splashing water at him.
He caught her wrists behind her with one hand and curled his fingers around her throat. Making her look at him at the back by tilting her head, he said, "Yes. Every time I lose control, it is because of you." Saying that he pressed a kiss on her lips. Moments later, he grabbed her ass and slid her down his length.
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As soon as Lerna opened the door of their bedroom, Rigel grabbed her waist and lifted her off her feet. "Rigel!" she squealed. "We have to pack. We are going back in a few hours!"
"I don't care," he growled. "I want you to pack my cock in you."
She swatted his hands as she giggled. He walked towards the bed and opened the strings of her gown. He sucked in a sharp breath and brushed her hair over her shoulder so that he could help her out of her dress. "You are so smooth," he murmured behind her as he brushed his lips at the back of her neck. "Made for me."
In that moment Lerna felt the warmth of his words and his body. "Yes, I am yours."
"Are you going to let me have you? Again?"
"Yes," she whispered as her heart raced at the thought of what he was about to do. "Please Rigel."
He tugged the last string of her dress and her dress fell to the floor in a puddle of fabric. His fingers traced around her belly until he cupped her breasts making her gasp. Somewhere doing all this, Lerna didn't notice that he had taken his tunic off.
All these months there was so much tension of becoming the King of Orion and then having her as his mate that Rigel was bottling it all up. Now that Felis was dead, there was a sense of absolute freedom. The last thread that attached her to the Kingdom of Hydra was sliced. He pressed his muscled chest against her back. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her so tightly until their hearts beat together. He kissed all the way up her back and neck and when he was near her ear, he whispered, "I am going to ruin you so badly."
"Shut up and fuck me already, Rigel."
He laughed, low and throaty. "I think I needed to hear that from so long."
His hands traced her creamy skin until they reached her panties. Not able to wait for her to shimmy them down, he hooked his thumb inside them and tore them off her. "Brace yourself, Lerna. My control around you is not what it should be."
He lifted her up and they were on the mattress with her beneath him. They were a tangle of arms and legs and kisses and moans and before she knew, he was above her. Her knees were bent, legs spread and his cock positioned at her core. And then she gasped as he entered her.
"Rigel," she whined as she squirmed, desperate for him to fill her completely.
Sweat trickled down his back as he clenched his jaws in order to be gentle with her. "Goddess, you don't know what you do to me, Lerna! With the need I am filled with, I could tear you in half."
She cupped his cheeks and said, "Go wild."
Closing his eyes, he took a shuddering breath and with a groan, he slammed home. Her back arched in response as she cried, as she whimpered. "Yes, give me more. I need you!"
He increased his pace and soon the two came together. She screamed his name as she came all around him and he bellowed to the ceiling when he spilled his seeds inside her. They both lay on the bed beside each other in the throes of love.
He pulled up the blanket over them and covered them. As peppered soft kisses on her shoulder as he continued to caress her with his fingers.
"I am so glad that this is all past us, Rigel," said Lerna. She settled her head in the crook of his arm.
"Yes, now Araniea can look forward to a better future," he said.
"I have a small request though."
"What about, Lerna?" He frowned at her.
"When things go back on track, is it possible that the magic seal around Hydra is opened? I want you to take over that kingdom and build it all over again."
Rigel propped up his elbow and rested his head on his palm. "Lerna, what are you saying? That kingdom is infested with Nyxers. It is just a deep, disgusting abyss of werewolves."
"Rigel," Lerna breathed. "You don't know the condition of women out there. We have to do something about them. I know it is a lot of danger, but I am not asking you to go now. Maybe, a year later when all their rations would deplete? When they would be in such a terrible condition that they would need all the help. And then they won't be in a position to rebel."
Rigel was surprised that Lerna was so bright in matters of politics. He tucked a strand of hers behind her ear and said, "Lerna, they are demon spawns. I am not sure that they will like any change or would be ready for a change. They have been brought up in an atmosphere that is filthy for ages. It is impossible to change their attitude towards life."
"But their women—" Lerna's lips downturned. "You must help them."
"Okay," he breathed. "We will cross the bridge when it comes."
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